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Friday, August 29, 2003

"Please, meet my mentor"







Cuxry ::::: 8/29/2003 09:16:00 PM

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Sunday, August 24, 2003

For Fun and Living

Those
Motherfuckers
Trying to find some pussies to be fucked
In that black deep hole for the dick
They think every bitch is a whore
Well, some assholes never learn
That maybe they do not need to fuck but some tits to be licked
What the fuck son of bitches are trying to discover
But, it is a good idea to discover the mystery of sex
Sex for living


I am Knowing Better but Getting Weaker and Slower

One thing divides into many and creates much more. Who walk slowly will get the first in getting the truth and the opposite who get hurry will stick and turn back and notice the slower is in good spirits. The faster meets the stones first and clashes them, and then he sees the slower is walking carefully after him. The slower keeps smiling and the faster looks so drained. The slower walks toward him and smiling and then he walks once more on the same road, the faster becomes the slower and require a time to heal his wounds.


Long Road

We all live the long road. Can I home?


Sekali lagi saya terjerumus ke dalam kestatisan hidup yang menyebabkan kejenuhan. Lucunya lagi hal menjemukan itu disebabkan oleh suatu hal yang tidak pantas saya alami beberapa waktu kemarin. Terlalu cepat mungkin roda ini berputar atau terlalu lambat saya mengikuti perputaran roda ini. Bingung, percuma tapi kalau saya bingung. Kenapa itu percuma? Saya pikir mungkin jika terus bingung hanya akan menyebabkan depresi. Kebingungan itu mungkin akan menyebabkan saya malas melakukan perubahan yang seharusnya dilakukan. Satu hal penting lagi, jika saya telah mengalami kebingungan dan keputus asaan akan muncul hal yang paling membuat saya menjadi anti sosial karena telah mengkerdilkan jiwa saya. Jiwa kerdil itu akan menghadapkan saya pada kebuntuan baru yaitu tidak adanya tolenrasi yang irasional yang terselubungi oleh kelicikan dan katidak sehatan saya dalm menjalani kompetisi kehidupan.




Cuxry ::::: 8/24/2003 02:18:00 AM

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Tuesday, August 19, 2003

My Park

44 Old Years Man

Made mistakes
And brings it to their Lovely Park
The park was beginning to be unfertile
The park seems so broken up
Cracking up
The park needs some DDT
Needs some cures
Cause being coursed by 44 Old Years Man
What a shame,
He builds
He breaks
What a shame,
He is the 44 Old Years Man
What a nice,
He is still our 44 Old Years Man
Till’ our Lovely Park find its way
Till’ our Lovely Park is helpless
Till’ it’s over



My Link of My Maker

Huge me like a baby
Watch me rigidly
Paint me with full of colors
Teach me like a monk
The bad wheatear on its way
But means noting for my everything
I begin to cry
Cause I see my heart do fake smile
Be strong, my shape on earth


My Other Plants in the Park

One is in transition, and another is very green




Myself, Around Me, My own Misery

Look at me
You could see it, don’t you?
You could walk from high
And step to the edge
You still can see my body
Why don’t you walk to my face with an inch apart us?
See closely
You wont know anything about me inside

A Leaf

A leaf is hanging around on the strong stem
But the wind always tries to make she falls
I live in on the other stem
Can do nothing cause the wind is too strong
However, all the leaves on this tree will fall
And when my leaf falls,
I’ll wait my moment to fall to live in the other tree
With her
Keep it green my leaf


Like a Link

A boy walking naked to the fake
Master of fake makes him becomes a man
He knows a thing or a person, which relates with one thing
And what he knows relates with the other
And never stop till end
One day, he said abruptly, “what am I?”
And the writer said, you are a link like the other


If Life is Like a Child

A child plays in the park
Running, yelling, looks happy
But what happen next,
He falled
And he is injured
Whose fault?
He is the one who is fault
He didn't play carefully
He was careless





Cuxry ::::: 8/19/2003 06:03:00 PM

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Monday, August 18, 2003

The Hardest Thing to Do

It is not being a handsome or beautiful
It is not being a rich or famous
It is not being a strong or great
it is not being you

But it is about a person who can accepts, faces, gives every thing with arms wide open
That is the one
And the only one




Cuxry ::::: 8/18/2003 12:08:00 PM

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Static Flows

Walking in this morning
Seems every thing is samming
Side by side is no different
Ennui is the only differennt

Ennui grows bigger than me
Stomps his feet on me
I can't breathe
I just can sit

At least, I can write
On a sheet of white
Enjoying this time, but what!
I am runing of mind and white




Cuxry ::::: 8/18/2003 10:42:00 AM

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Sunday, August 17, 2003

---AWAL, SEPANJANG DAN AKHIR PERJALANAN---

Saya menangis di awal hidup
Dunia pun tertawa
Tangisan dan keceriaan sepanjang saya berjalan
Di akhir perjalanan
Dunia menangis dan saya tertawa




Cuxry ::::: 8/17/2003 11:58:00 AM

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